An Angel's Tears

Disclaimer: *looks around for a moment, then looks at viewers* Honestly, do I LOOK like I own the X-Men? Or ANYTHING X-Men related? Okay, so I did buy some action figures and comics when I was a kid, but that's beside the point >_< No, I didn't contribute to the creation of anything Marvel-made, nor am I related to anyone who did (I'm pretty sure on that one, but it's a small world O_o)

Author's Note: Okay, I lied. No smut in this chapter. It got too damned long. Sooooo... You guys get this, and then 2 smutty scenes in chapter 7, because I love you all, but I need to update right now, lest I abandon the thing completely >>

I'm happy to say that I got one or two reviews (of which I ADORED *huggles reviewers in question* X3), which made me NEED to update. That and the competitive will to keep An Angel's Tears on the first page XD

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~An Angel's Tears~
Chapter Six: First Encounter [Or 'Abducted' ....both seemed to fit, really ^_^]


Kurt was worried. He'd seen Gabriel in second hour and they figured out that he had the same lunch hour as the German boy, but so far.. Gabriel hadn't met him where they'd agreed to meet. At first he wondered if the boy had just gotten lost, but decided against it, seeing as how Gabriel had said that he knew where the meeting place was.

So, that answered that question, but asked so many more. Where was he? Was he okay? Had he gone home sick? Did his powers go rampant? Did he get locked in a locker? Kurt didn't have enough answers for all of his questions, and while that wasn't completely uncommon these days, it was still unnerving.

"Bobby," Kurt snagged the teen by his sleeve as he walked by on his way to lunch. "Have you seen Gabe?"

"Huh? No, why? Is he lost or something?" Bobby asked, raising a brow curiously. Rarely was the happy-go-lucky blue Elf worried over something, and when he was, it usually wasn't a good thing.

"Something like that," Kurt replied, before biting his lip in thought. "He vas supposed to meet me here fifteen minutes ago for lunch, but I haven't seen him since second hour. I know he said that Todd and Freddy vere picking on him earlier, but nothing too big came up. How about you? Do you have any idea vhere he could be?"

"Nope," the younger boy said, shaking his head. His own eyes were giving way to worry now as well. After all, with Gabe's.. interesting power, it was damn near impossible for the boy to get through an entire day without nearly being raped. "We could go look for him. Did he say anything about where he was going to be before lunch?"

Kurt thought for a moment before nodding. "Ja, he said he had Gym class."

"Then let's start looking there," Bobby suggested, and Kurt nodded, before they both slipped out of the building via the door.

~~

Jyoniel frowned. He had seen the two boys leave the school in search of the young Seer, but the two he'd enlisted to bring Gabriel to him weren't finished yet. Damn. That meant that he would have to take care of them himself.

So, with a sigh, the sex demon stood from his seat and gave a wave of his hand, the small glass ball disappearing, as well as himself...

He reappeared by the bleachers of the school, hidden away so that he could obaserve the two boys first. He had to admit, upon closer inspection, they were quite the catch. He began to plot the things he could do with them, and an evil smile crossed his beautiful face.

"Do you think he's here?" Kurt asked, and Bobby shrugged.

"Who knows, but here's as good a place as any to start," he replied, before stopping and looking around the track. It was abandoned for now, which made him sigh. And then, an epiphany! "He could be in the locker rooms. You know how he's asthmatic and all. If he ran, he's probably still in there."

"Wunderbar!" Kurt said, but before he could take hold of the boy to bamph them into the locker room, Jyoniel made himself known.

"I'm sorry, boys. Are you looking for Gabriel Monroe?" He asked, stepping into the light and tilting his head to one side curiously. His slate gray eyes were glittering with a sort of evil delight that he hid rather well.

Both boys were shocked, to say the least, but managed to keep their cool. Obviously, Jyoniel wasn't a teacher, simply judging from his dress. If any of the teachers dressed like THAT, the principal would have a fit.

"Ja," Kurt said carefully. He didn't like this man, and thus was on his guard, though he managed to portray an outer calm that helped keep Bobby calm as well. "Do you know vhere he is?"

"I might," Jyoniel said, tilting his head to the other side as he began to play with the glass ball again- which, both Kurt and Bobby noticed, had come out of no where. There was an elegance to him that neither of them wanted to try and place, and it was creepy the way he was watching the glass ball almost lazily.

"And vhere is he?" Kurt asked, reaching back and pulling Bobby by his arm, just in case he needed to teleport them out of there. Jyoniel looked up at them and smiled deviantly.

"Worried about him? Oh, how cute," he said, stopping the ball in his palm and tilting his head once more. "But don't worry, you'll be with him again soon. I promise."

Bobby shivered. This strange man was scary, to say the very least. Yes, he was intriguing, and yes, he was cool and controlled, but DAMN was he a scary guy. "What does THAT mean?"

"It means," Jyoniel said, giving the ball one last spin before waving the other hand to immobilize the two and their powers. A very demonic smile crossed his face, and he made the glass ball disappear once more as he approached them, resting one finger on Bobby's chin. "That you're coming with me."

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Gabriel awoke slowly, taking note that his vision was awfully blurry, and that he seemed to be laying down on his back. He groaned and rolled onto his stomach, before his eyes shot wide open. Silk. He was laying on silk, which both surprised and frightened him. Where was he? How did he get there? What the hell just happened?

He remembered the steamy hot sex in the locker room (which he blushed furiously at), but after that... nothing.

He rolled back onto his back and sat up carefully, looking around him. He was laying in a bed, which he presumed was in the middle of a dark room, as only several candles near him gave him any light. The bed was covered in silks of all colors- though primarily wine reds, blacks, and royal blues and purples. The pillows matched, and the entire scene seemed to be like something in a movie.

He was dressed haphazardly, which he attributed to Remy and Pietro, and as he moved to crawl off of the bed, he took immediate note of two things. One, the bed was very high up from the floor, which seemed to be covered in rich foreign rugs. And two, there was a shackle of sorts around his left ankle, the chain of which connected to the bed post. What startled him the most was that the chain was fairly short, meaning he wasn't going to be leaving that bed for a while.

"Not good," he muttered to himself at his predicament. His voice was slightly hoarse, but after clearing his throat, he seemed fine. "Not good, not good, not good, oh my GOD where the hell am I?"

He was scared, which really wasn't helping his nerves much, and the chuckling he heard as he tried frantically to pry the metal cuff from around his ankle. A shiver ran through him and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. He knew that laugh.

"Now, now," Jyoniel began, stepping from the shadows. His attire had changed to a long, white silk robe that did little to cover his equally silky smooth skin. It also did nothing to cover his raging hard-on. "If you fight, it'll only be worse, love."

"D-don't c-call me that," Gabriel stuttered, edging away from the side of the bed Jyoniel was at. It didn't help that his ankle was trapped and keeping him from getting too far away.

"Now, Gabriel," Jyoniel said in a husky, seductive voice as he climbed slowly onto the bed. He was laying on his own charm very thick, and his naturally cat-like appearance gave him the air of a predator hunting it's prey. "Don't be so shy. Anxiety is bad for your health.."

"G-g-get away from me!" Gabriel cried, backing up too far and slipping off of the side of the bed. This, of course, wasn't a good thing, because his ankle was still being held at the OTHER side, and with a loud CRACK!, it was now broken in a most painful way because of the angle and pressure exerted on it.

To say Gabriel was in pain would be an understatement of unbearable proportions. He screamed it hurt so bad, and tears leaked from his eyes to the floor below. He didn't even care when Jyoniel rushed to lift him back onto the bed, both concerned and dishearted.

After all, Jyoniel had really wanted to have sex with the boy, but he wasn't cruel. Sure, he kidnapped people to shag them, and make them shag each other, and do naughty things upon naughty things, but he wasn't cruel. Heavens, no.

"Shhh..." he cooed, stroking Gabriel's hair gently as the boy sobbed. "I'm going to go and get Juniper.."

Gabriel looked up at him questioningly, though still crying and in much pain. Juniper- or Juni, as Gabe and Jaz called him- was a family friend of the Monroes', whom had disappeared several years back. There had been a rumor that the older boy had turned out to be a mutant, but there was no evidence other than angry testimonies with little to no proof. "J-Juni..?"

Jyoniel nodded, almost caringly. Damn. Gabriel sure was becoming a soft spot for him, and that wasn't necessarily a good thing, either. The boy was just one of those people who you never wanted to see hurt, even if you were intending to kill them, which really sucked in the end for the killer.

"Wait here, and don't move it," the demon warned, before vanishing without a trace into the unlit portion of the room. Gabriel heard a door open and click shut, and pulled himself into a sitting position as he wiped tears from his eyes on the back of his hand.

His ankle was an angry red, turning slightly purple, and there was a good chance that he wasn't going to be leaving the room anytime soon.

~~

Bobby was the first to awaken after they'd been knocked unconscious by Jyoniel's little magic tricks. Unlike Gabriel's room, the room he and Kurt were in was lit completely, and there was no bed. The floor was covered in rich wine red carpets and cushions in hues of royal blues and purples. It seemed like some sort of a harem room, now that he thought of it.

"Kurt?" he asked, after having checked for any sign of guards inside of the room. Kurt was laying on a pile of cushions, oblivious to the world around him as he slumbered.

The first thing that Bobby noticed after finding Kurt was that they were both naked. But then he blinked twice at the sight of a collar on his teammate that definitely hadn't been there before.

He reached for his own neck, and found an almost identical collar there. At first glance, they seemed like casual black leather collars, but upon closer inspection, they had a lock instead of a buckle. And the leather was too solid to be JUST leather. There were probably mechanisms of some sort on the inside.

Bobby guessed that they were to make the two unable to use their powers after trying to freeze his off and receiving a powerful shock. So, they weren't teleporting out of there. Not good.

"Kurt! Wake up!" he yelled, shaking the blue Elf until he opened his pale yellow eyes.

"Ow! Vhat vas that for?!" Kurt yelled in response, before he too blinked at their situation. "Vhy are you naked?"

"WE are naked because WE got captured," Bobby began, both blushing and annoyed because of this little fact. He was avoiding looking at anything specifically NOT a part of himself. "We need to get out of here."

"Okay, grab onto me," Kurt said simply, and Bobby shook his head.

"Can't bamph, Kurt. The collars impair our powers, apparently," Bobby said, holding up a slightly burned hand. Kurt frowned at the sight and began pacing in thought.

"Do you think the others vill notice ve're gone?" he asked, more to himself than to his teammate.

"Of course they will! What kind of question is that?" The teen replied. Normally, he wasn't quite this nervous, but this wasn't exactly 'normally.' He was scared, naked, and in a luxurious looking room with a naked Kurt Wagner, who he couldn't help but notice had a VERY nice body. He vaguely wondered if his fur was as soft as the silk items around them.. "They're probably looking for us right now.."

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"What's taking so long?" Jazlyn asked in annoyance. She and Jean were waiting at Scott's car, wondering where the boys were. Scott had gone to see if maybe he could find them, and so the girls were left alone.

"This isn't like them," Jean commented, checking her watch. "Kurt might seem like a slacker, but he's usually not this late."

"And Gabe, too!" Jazlyn added, looking flustered. Then, both she and Jean blinked and shared a look. "You don't think they..?"

"Of course not!" Jean answered, though her eyes were glittering and a slow smile was creeping onto her face. "Right..?"

"Oh yeah! Totally right," Jazlyn agreed, even though it was apparent that those were empty words. "I mean, Gabe might have the right sort of power for it, but Kurt doesn't seem..."

"Oh, I know! He really doesn't," Jean added with a nod. "But, then again.."

They were both grinning broadly by now, and trying to cover it up, Jean, of course, having more success than Jazlyn.

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"You shoulda seen it! New-Kid totally fit into the locker!" Todd didn't realize that Scott was listening to him until it was too late.

The sickly-looking teen had been telling Lance and Fred about how he had introduced himself to Gabriel, which was quite surprising considering it was usually Todd who fit into lockers. But now there was someone even smaller than Toad, and he had taken it upon himself to establish his superiority.

Of course, Scott had heard, and immediately slammed him into the row of lockers in front of him.

"What'd you do to Kurt and Gabe?" he asked angrilly, one hand at the side of his shades, the other bunching up the collar of Todd's shirt.

"Hey, man! Leave him alone!" Lance growled, and Freddy stood to his full height, having been slouching before. Scott didn't seem to care much.

"Yeah, he wasn't doing anything to you!" Blob roared.

"WHAT did you do to Kurt and Gabe?" Scott repeated, and Todd struggled to get out of his grasp.

"Hey, man, I didn't do nuthin'!" he said, and it was apparent that Scott didn't believe him.

"Really? Because right now, we've got two members of our team missing, and Logan might get a little bit angry about it, if ya get my drfit," Scott said as he tipped the sunglasses down enough that Todd cried out in fear.

"Okay! Okay! I pushed him into a locker this morning! I didn't do anythin' to Kurt, though! I swear it!"

"What about you two?" Scott asked, looking pointedly at Lance and Fred.

"I was with Kitty all day," Lance said dryly, wanting very much to obliterate Scott at this point. If it weren't for the fact that he was trying to keep a low profile, he would have literally rocked Scott's world.

"Yeah, and all I did was laugh at the new guy when he tried to get out of the locker," Fred said, holding his hands up, and Toad nodded. None of them much wanted an angry Wolverine on their tails. "Mr. Hayes gave me a week's detention though.." [A/N: Random name >>]

"Then if you didn't do anything other than that to them, you three wont mind helping me look for them, now will you?" Scott asked, releasing Todd, and the three agreed, though much less than enthralled.

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Gabriel heard the door open and looked up, into the darkness, still in much pain, but trying his best to keep the tears away. A second later, a tall- but not as tall as Jyoniel- thin man adorned in a sakura-patterned kimono appeared, long glossy black hair pulled back in an almost feminine style. His eyes were pure white, as if he had never had pupils or irises.

Gabriel was too stunned at the sudden appearance of his childhood friend to say anything, but the man smiled anyways, reaching a hand out to touch Gabriel's cheek gently. The hand explored the teen's face for a moment, mapping it out, and it occurred to Gabriel that Juniper was blind.

"Gabriel.. I've missed you, you know," he said softly, and Gabriel smiled as Juniper sat on the bed and hugged him, despite the pain.

"You always could tell me from my sister," he said, burrying his face in the fabric of the kimono.

"Yeah, I could.." Juniper agreed, one hand gently stroking the blond's hair. "Let's have a look at that ankle, shall we..?"

"'Look?'" Gabriel asked with a soft smile. "You're blind."

"Yes, I am," Juniper said as he moved to sit near Gabriel's feet, feeling around for the chain. From the metal links, he found the cuff, and thus found Gabriel's very wounded ankle.

Gabriel hissed in pain when Juniper went about testing his ankle with gentle squeezes, taps, feels, etc;. He tried to destract himself from it with talk. "You were- ouch!- never blind before. What happened?"

"It's a long story, I'm afraid," Juniper said, unlocking the cuff so that he could better examine his patient. "One that I'm sorry to say we do not have time for at the moment."

Gabriel simply said, "Oh," and watched as a faint blue glow emanated from Juniper's hands. It was warm, comforting, and Gabriel noticed that it was healing as well. Fascinated, he simply watched, unable to form words as the injury corrected itself.

"You should sleep now," Juniper said when he finished.

"But, what about-?"

"Jyoniel will not touch you while you rest," the healer cut in, though his voice remained soft and calm. "Nor will he be allowed into your room."

'Thank you,' was all Gabriel could think of to say, but he never got the chance to, because in the next second, Juniper had a hand on his forehead, and he felt everything fall away from him as he fell into a very deep sleep.

After a moment, Juniper returned to sitting with his hands in his lap, 'watching' Gabriel sleep, in a sense. He could hear the boy's breathing, calm and steady. Not too fast, nor too slow, but relaxed.

"What exactly are you trying to do?" Jyoniel asked from where he'd watched the entire time. The shadows hid him from Gabriel, and he had watched as the boy was healed. "Have you any idea how long it took me to get him here?"

"You will wait," Juniper spoke, still soft spoken and calm. "Your time will come when he is completely healed. Not even I could put everything back in order."

"Are you mocking me?" Jyoniel asked, and Juniper stood slowly, hands folded in front of him. The young Prophet really was bold, despite being blind and virtually defenseless.

"I have no need to. Gabriel cannot walk. If you force him, the damage might be permanent," Juniper said, walking towards Jyoniel in that slow, almost traditional way of his. "Until he is fully healed, you are not to enter his room, else the fear might cause him to struggle to escape, in which case this could very well happen again, though with much worse effects."

They left the room together, walking down a long hallway side by side. Jyoniel was mulling this all over, and didn't seem very happy about it. "How are the others doing?"

"They seem to be trying to escape, though their ideas on how leave much to be desired."

"And the hunters?" Jyoniel asked, his tone professional.

"Pyro called," Juniper said, and Jyoniel looked over at him expectantly. "He's caught four, but he needs the other two to help him bring them in. Apparently, he blew a tire."

"Just my luck," The demon mumbled. "Oh well. Did you send the others to him?"

"Yes. They said they would gladly do it, but the Cajun wants to see Gabriel again."

"Then it will be done," Jyoniel said, waving it off like it was nothing. "Be sure to let him know of the boy's condition first, though. I would hate to have to kill him."

"Yes, I'll do that as soon as I return to my room," Juniper said, and they continued to walk. Something was bothering Jyoniel, but it was so silly that he, a great sex demon, would be bothered by it at all. He decided that Juniper was as good as anything to help him figure it out.

"He doesn't trust me," he said simply, not missing a single step as they walked.

"And you question why?" Juniper asked, sounding only mildly surprised. "You have him in chains. You have him here for one thing only, and you almost forced him into it, instead bringing him much pain. He is afraid and alone, and sees you as a monster."

"And how can I change this?"

"Take away his bindings. Let him see the others. Show him that you aren't a monster, and that you do not intend to bring him pain. If you have patience, he will let you have him," the blind Prophet replied in that quiet tone of his.

Jyoniel nodded and smiled, patting Juniper on the top of his head before pulling him very close, one hand groping his ass and the other resting on his cheek, their bodies meshed together in quite a suggestive way. "You've always got such good advice, Juniper. I do hope you'll be visiting me later this evening.."

"Of course," Juniper said, unphased by the sudden change in position. "Master."

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Alrighty then >^_^< Sorry you got no smut. I needed to set the scene for everyone. Juniper was created when I wanted a servant to Jyon, which is funny because Jyon IS a servant in the story he's from XD

Jyoniel: >_<

But, there you have it. So, REVIEW, DAMN IT!!!! *eats your face*